FSE

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"Enter Disclaimer about not owning Pokemon here" Chapter two here we go. Wish me luck. As always feedback is graciously accepted. Alas still no sex, but have no fear it will come in time. Enjoy.

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The Ralts glared at me, it's eyes turning red with rage.

"Whoa, Whoa, look I didn't exactly want this either you did try to kill me you know. This isn't exactly my ideal situation." I backed away a little more, fearing another attack. One, I feared, I would not survive if it came. The Ralts looked at me warily, still filled with anger, but seemed to back down ever so slightly.

"Who are you?" It spoke in a light and airy voice, like a song carried on a breeze. It took me aback a second when I realized I had not heard the voice with my ears, but in my mind.

"My name is Alex. You attacked me a few days ago."

"Yes, Yes, I remember that you fucking moron. Why am I here with you?" It spoke with force, and a surprisingly dirty mouth, like it was agitated with my answer.

"Oh, right yes...sorry. You attacked me and they wanted to kill you, but I uh...I would not...let them...." I trailed off at the end of my sentence slightly embarrassed at my actions for some strange reason.

"Ah...well as much as it pains me, and believe me it does very much. I'm afraid I must extended you a modicum of thanks." Again the voice in my head shocked me. It's just such a shocking thing to hear something with your mind and not your ears. I paused, and the Ralts took the pause as me being stupid. "I said thank you moron."

"Right, right, sorry. Umm...your welcome? I guess? I couldn't just let you die."

"Could of. Would of understood, doesn't matter now though. Thanks or no thanks I'm leaving now." The Ralts turned to walk off.

"Ah...See that's where things get a bit...tricky." I rubbed the back of my head avoiding eye contact with the newly angered Ralts.

"What do you mean tricky?" It asked with it's newly acquired rage.

"Well see since they let you live I'm sort of supposed to take care of you." I flinched automatically when I finished speaking, fearing some kind of attack from the Ralts.

"I see. Well that won't be needed I'll make sure not to attack anyone again."

"Yes, yes, but it's not that simple. I'm supposed to train.." With the word train the Ralts seeped with anger an invisible force exploded outward from it floating the Ralts a few feet off the ground and pushing pack shrubs and grass around it, as well as quite forcibly shoving backwards a few yards. I staggered backwards and fell of my ass. I immediately jumped up.

"I WILL NOT BE YOUR SLAVE" The Ralts shouted in my mind. I recoiled in pain, a pain I never even knew I could be subjected too. Every one of my sense screamed in anguish. I collapsed to my knees.

"AHH, fuck please, stop, let me explain. Oh God please stop." I could feel a light trail of blood start streaming from my ear and a trickle from my nose. My senses were still being assaulted. My head felt like it was about to explode outwards at any moment. Then slowly the pain started to subside. After a couple of minutes the pain left me. I stayed kneeling on the ground panting heavily. I slowly stood up wiping the blood away from my ears and nose as I did. "Please, please, whatever you do don't ever do that again. I beg of you."

"Why do I suddenly belong to you?" Ignoring my pain and request the Ralts questioned me.

"I told you I'm supposedly in charge of you. I have to check in with you with a counselor every two weeks and am supposed to teach you discipline and whatnot. I'm responsible for you. I wish I could let you go, but if they find you set free I get arrested and you get killed." I motion to the tracking button pierced into it's ear. "I assume that's how they know."

"I am not in favor of this arrangement."

"Believe me I'm not exactly thrilled about it either. You did try to fucking murder me you know. This isn't really an ideal situation for me or you, but I couldn't just let you die and this was the only way you could live. So you're fucking welcome." At this point I was starting to get pretty angry at the Ralts.

"Well. Shit. I suppose I'm fucking stuck with you then am I."

"Yeah...two years. I'm not exactly thrilled either."

"Two years? Monsters. Fine. Take me home then. I warn you though do not get on my bad side.

"Noted." With that said I reached onto my belt and unclipped the Pokeball that rested there. The Ralts must not have noticed it until then, but at the sight of it panicked.

"NO! I will NOT go back into that prison. If you force me into that containment field that little 'Headache' I gave you will feel like a flick on the ear!" She finished screaming at me mentally and I slowly clipped the Pokeball back to my belt.

"Don't worry. I won't force you into it. That means you will have to walk to my apartment though. It's not that far. A few miles from here at the most." I looked at it expectantly waiting to see if it would ask for a ride. or something.

"Fine. Let's go." I shrugged and started walking towards the edge of town, off to my humble abode with a new...friend(?) in tow.

We arrived at my apartment in due time. The Ralts seemed to struggle to keep up with me, it's legs being much, much shorter than mine and all.

"You can stop calling me an it." It scared the shit out of me when the voice appeared in my head again.

"Whoa shit...don't do that. Fine what should I refer to you as?"

"I'm a girl." She said this bluntly as if it didn't matter to her, but she didn't like being referred to as an it.

"Alright. I'll file that under 'need to know'. Also could you try and not read my mind all the time? It's freaking me out imagining you rummaging around in there."

"Got something to hide?" She smirked at me when she said this. As if to say she could know if she wanted to.

"No. It's just strange."

"I make no promises. I do what pleases me."

"I'm sure you do." I whispered under my breath.

"I heard that." Her response was smug, like she had caught me stealing or something. I chose not to respond to her and instead opened the door.

"After you milady." I managed to coat that sentence in as much sarcasm as I could possibly muster, but she didn't even seem to notice. Just walked right in. Not even a casual thanks.

The newly discovered she walked into my house, took one look around and stated, "I live in the woods and this is a shit hole."

"Thanks I do my best with it. Should have seen the state of her when I got her. Positively pristine shape. Took my a long time to fuck it up this bad."

"Really?"

"No, it was this shitty when I first got it. Can't fix it up. I've tried, it somehow always finds a way to be filthy again."

"Right..." She obviously didn't believe me. I just shrugged and continued the tour.

My apartment consisted of four rooms. The living room which you enter by walking in the front door. It was decorated with a couch, flat-screen TV hung on the wall across from the couch, two end tables on either side of the couch, and a floor lamp in the corner. Various magazines and book were randomly flung about on the floor. I would not have been able to find the remote if you had a gun held to my head. The next room was the kitchen which you entered via a door directly behind the couch. There was an old, barely kept together electric stove flanked by a refrigerator wedged into one corner and a counter on the other. Across from this counter/stove/fridge combo was a sink flanked by a small closet sized pantry across form the fridge and a counter on the other side. I opened the pantry to show off my vittles. Revealing to the confused Ralts: half a loaf of bread, one-third of a loaf of old moldy bread, half a jar of peanut butter, a single serving of Raman noodles, two 26 ounce cans of protein shake, and half a box of crackers.

"Is...is this all humans eat?" She asked, visibly shocked by how little food I had.

"Nah, I just don't eat at home a lot. cooking is kind of a hassle. Plus I'm no good at it." I paused for a second studying her face. "You look disappointed in me."

"I though you were more together than this."

I shrugged meaning it be like 'meh' and motioned for her to continue on the tour. We turned around out of the kitchen and went down the tiny hallway to the right of the front door. There were only three doors on the hallway, about halfway down on the left was the bathroom, across from that was the linen closet, and at the end of the hall was the door to my room.

"Bathroom." I sadi motioning to the bathroom door. "I doubt you've been house trained, but I'm sure you can figure it out." Motioning towards my door I said. "My room. I'm gonna ask a favor of you. Never enter my room. Ever. There's nothing creepy of serial killery in there. I just do not like people in my room. It freaks me out."

"Fine. Wouldn't want to go in there anyway. Probably a cesspool of pornography and filth." At that she turned around and marched back into the living room, took another quick look around and plopped herself on the couch.

"Wait...so if you lived in the forest your whole life how do you know what pornography is? Or know how to speak to me in my language?"

"I didn't always live in the forest." The tone she took when she answered my question was enough to make me drop the subject. I nodded silently to myself and grabbed a pillow and blanket out of the linen closet.

"Here you can use these." I handed the Ralts the pillow and blanket motioning with my hand that she could sleep on the couch.

"Thanks...so you live here alone?" She looked around while she said this, possibly looking for evidence of another human being.

"The way I live..." I hesitated to continue. My private life was always something I kept private. There was a lot of bad memories for me down that road and I didn't really feel particularly good about bringing them up ever. Certainly not right now to this wild Pokemon who attacked me just a few days ago. "are due to circumstances out of my hand. That's the best way I can explain it. I don't wanna talk about it and don't try and pry it out of my mind, for you will witness become very un-welcoming. Good night. Feel free to eat anything you want." With that I turned around and fled to my room hoping she would drop the subject.

"Night." Was all I heard as I closed the door to my only safe place. My room was the only haven I had left in life. My job wasn't exactly a safe haven and my windows in the living room do not have blinds. I could buy some, but I just never seem to get around to it. To be honest I like having my room as my one safe place. It makes it feel even more special when I close and lock the door behind me every night as I enter. My room was darkly lit, the only source of light coming from an overhead fan with only one, dulling bulb working and a desk lamp on my bedside table, with an alarm clock sitting in front of it. The ceiling fan spun lazily around and around above me in an endless loop.

To my right as I walked in sat my computer, I briefly considered looking at some porn and having some personal time, but I remembered the Ralts outside of my room and decided better of it. Next to my computer pushed against the wall was a dark red end table with one drawer. The drawer held the biggest dream I had ever had in my life. It hasn't been opened in almost two years. Across the room parallel to my computer desk was a dresser that held half of my clothes: shorts, underwear, socks, and the like all called that dresser their home. To the left of my dresser was a closet; a walk-in that held the rest of my clothes: various pairs of pants and shirts, some formal some informal. Next to the closet door was a medium sized TV sitting on and end table identical to the one next to my desk, only green instead of red. Across from my TV and in between my desk and dresser was my queen sized bed. No frame or even sheets, just a box spring and mattress sitting on the floor. I shed my shirt and shorts then collapsed into my pillows and slid under the blanket. The last thing I heard before I descended into sleep was a faint rustling sound from the living room as the Ralts got comfortable on my couch. After that I slipped into unconsciousness.

I awoke to the sound of my TV blaring from the living room. I panicked momentarily before remembering the Ralts and all the insane shit that had happened to me in the last few days. I sighed heavily before dragging myself out of bed. I grabbed a pair of boxes from the dresser, a pair of jeans and a shirt from the closet then headed to the shower. I opened my door then froze. In the hallway with a toothbrush hanging out of her mouth, which must have been my extra one she stole from under my sink, was the Ralts. She was frozen in a look of horror and it took me a second to realize why. I quickly hid behind the door clad in only my boxers.

"Sorry! I-I forgot. I didn't think that you would be in the hallway." I heard frantic spitting and then water running from the bathroom sink. Getting no reply from my apology I peeked around the door. The Ralts was gone. I sighed wearily and slinked into the bathroom mildly embarrassed. Once inside I locked the door and turned to check on myself in the mirror. The gash on the temple was healing well enough, but I could tell it was going to leave a nasty scar. I moved downwards studying the stitches in my side. This one was also healing well enough, but I'd have another nasty scar to account for. I sighed, again wondering how well this would work out after all, and hopped into the shower. I turned it on hot and immediately howled in pain as the steaming water hit my wounds. The one thing I can compliment my crappy apartment on was the water heater. Worked like a charm. I quickly cranked on some cold and played with the dials until the water was at a decent temperature. I slowly washed my self being extra careful on my various wounds. I eventually washed to my satisfaction and toweled off and made sure I was fully dressed before exiting the bathroom.

"Sorry."

"Holy Shit!!" I left the bathroom only to leap backwards into it in shock. Ralts was standing directly outside the door waiting for me. As soon as I opened the door she apologized and ran back into the living room. "Don't do that!" I yelled after her still breathing heavily from the scare.

"Fuck you." Was her only response. I shook my head my wondering what I had gotten myself into. I walked back into my room and looked at the clock on my bedside table. 9:30 already? Damn I slept a long time. I gotta be at work in an hour. Work is only a thirty minute walk away which left me half an hour to eat. I walked back through the hallway and entered the living room. Ralts was piled under the blanket with only her head poking out watching the TV intently. She seemed to be avoiding looking at me. I walked into the kitchen and opened the pantry. Ralts had cleaned me out. I guess she didn't want to eat the protein shakes though, so I made myself one and plopped down next to her on the couch. Currently she was watching a commercial about the new Giovanni Corp. phone.

"So...sleep ok?" It was the only thing I could think of to say. All she did was nod in agreement silently. "Good, Good. Uhhhh...you ate all my food." A silent sorry was all I got in return. So quiet I barely heard it. "No, no, it's ok, I'll just get some more on the way home from work...any requests?" A silent no. "Umm, ok...is everything alright? Is this about what happened this morning?" Another shake of the head. "Do you wanna talk about it?" A pause...then another shake. "Ok...well...I gotta go to work I'll be back around 6:30 you gonna be alright alone till then?" Another silent nod. "Ok...well...cya." I got a simple lift of the hand to acknowledge me exit. I walked out of the house more confused about the little Ralts than I ever had been in the short time we had known each other.

Work was boring as usual. Don't get me wrong I don't hate my job or anything. Quite the opposite I took it because it was simple and boring. I don't really need a full-time job or anything I basically do it just for something to do and so I don't feel completely useless. Working at the Mart isn't all bad. I get to talk to people and get to know everyone. Rustboro is a pretty small town though so I gotten to know pretty much everyone who lives in it by now. Every now and then a trainer will wander through to challenge Roxanne at a gym battle, but that's about it. I couldn't focus on work today. All I could think about was how weird Ralts was acting when I left. My boss asked me what was wrong and I told him I just wasn't feeling up to it today. I think he thought I meant I felt sick because he sent me home a few hours early. Which was fine with me I didn't really feel like working today anyway. I stopped and got groceries on the way home. Some more bread, sandwich stuff, milk, and, on an afterthought, some pokemon treats and food just in case.

I arrived home to find my front door unlocked. I couldn't remember if I had locked it before I left, but I prepared myself for the worst anyway. I walked in and the shock of what I saw hit me like a train. My apartment was clean! All the magazines and books had been picked up off my living room floor, and the floor had been vacuumed and washed. The kitchen had been scrubbed, as well as all the dirty dishes done. I went into the hallway and peeped into the bathroom finding it just as spotless as the rest of the apartment. I looked at the end of the hallway and there stood Ralts staring at my bedroom door. I approached her from behind.

"Hi." She said to me without looking up away from the door or even moving her body in anyway to indicate she had spoken.

"Hi. How was your day?" I asked nervously. Why was she staring at my door like that?

"I cleaned."

"Yeah...I saw that. You didn't have to do that you know."

"I know." That was her only reply she just kept staring at my door.

"Alright...well let's go back into the living room...ok?" I went to grab her on the shoulder to pull her away, but an invisible barrier stopped me from touching her. "Ralts...what's wrong?"

"That's not my name."

"What?"

"Ralts. That isn't my name."

"Oh...well I'm sorry you never told me your name."

"Nari. My name is Nari."

"Ah. Well then, it is nice to meet you Nari." I reached for her again to lead her away from my door.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Nari shouted in my mind. I fell to my knees, while all the strength left my body. My head felt like it was going to explode again and my mind went blank except for pain. That's all there was in the world for those few moments. Excruciating, horrible, unbearable pain. As quickly as it came, it went.

"I asked you not to do that again." I panted through labored breaths. My nose had started bleeding again so I held my sleeve up to it to stem the bleeding.

"Don't touch me." Was the only response I got. We stayed like that for a while. Nari staring at my bedroom door for some unknown reason. Me on the ground panting like a madman trying to get enough strength to stand up.

"Nari what's going on?" I reached for her again to try and comfort her.

"I SAID DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!" The invisible power flared up again and exploded outward. I heard my walls creaking and the bathroom door slam open, although mine stayed closed. I flew backwards through the hall and slammed into the wall. I smacked my head against the wall and started to see stars. I closed my eyes for a minute to compose myself. When I opened them Nari was standing in front of me. Her eyes were bloodshot red, but not from anger this time. It looked like she has been crying for some time before I got home.

"I'm sorry." She breathed softly into my mind. Her voice had fallen from the painful yell to the gentle breeze it had originally been.

"You have got to stop doing that. What the fuck is going on?" She nodded and I tried to stand up, but couldn't make it. She motioned for me to stay down and closed her eyes. Suddenly I started lifting into the air. This was the first time she had lifted me without me being in some kind of dire danger. It felt divine. Like I was laying on a cloud being carried by a gentle breeze. She floated me gently to the couch and softly placed me down. "Thank you."

"I owed you." I laughed weakly at that.

"We got to stop meeting like this."

"What?" Seems she didn't understand the joke.

"Nothing, just a joke...a bad one." I replied wearily. My head and side wounds were killing me and I think my head wound was bleeding again. I slowly lifted my hand up to my head and felt blood. "Can you get me something for this?" Nari nodded and walked off to the bathroom. She returned a few minutes later with a first aid kit. She started fixing me up, avoiding looking at my face the whole time. "It's pretty." It had been a few minutes of silence when I talked so when I did Nari jumped and looked up at me. She cocked her head slightly to the side to ask what I was talking about. "Your name. Nari. I like that. It's very pretty." Her only response was a silent nod. She finished patching me up and put the first aid kit away. "So...what just happened?"

"I'm sorry."

"I know your sorry, but I kind of need an explanation about why I got flung into a wall. Also why were you staring at my door?"

"I cleaned. I cleaned everything, but I couldn't clean your room."

"Right...thanks for that. I don't want anyone going into my room."

"I started thinking about why." She continued as if she wasn't listening to me. "I thought what if he is a crazy person. What if he's secretly some kind of terrible person who wants nothing more than to hurt me. Or he's some kind of weird madman who takes Pokemon in only to torture them for his own sick pleausre."

"I wouldn't do that."

"I read through your mind, but I couldn't find any thoughts like that. You seem to be a pretty nice guy.

"Thanks? I think? This isn't some kind of sick trick or game. I wouldn't hurt you."

"I'm really sorry." She looked up at me when I said that and I could see she meant it. Tears were forming in the edges of her eyes again. "I have to know." With that she raced out of the living room and down the hallway.

"No! Nari, wait, stop!" I went to get off the couch and fell onto the floor. "Nari! Please stay out of my room!" I struggled to stand, but couldn't. Finally after a few minutes, I succeeded and started staggering down the hallway. My door was open, but no sounds were coming from my room. I slowly made my way in to find Nari standing next to my bed. My dresser had been opened and rummaged through, same with my closet and the drawers on my desk. She had stopped at my bedside table though. I knew as soon as I saw her that she had opened the drawer. "Please. Please put it back." I begged quietly. Nari's arm moved down and I heard a soft clink as it was returned to the drawer.

"I'm sorry. I should not have come in here." She walked past me, making sure to avoid looking at my face as she did, and shut the door behind her as she left the room. I dropped to the bed unable to look away from the bedside drawer. I slowly shut the drawer and laid down on my back watching my fan slowly rotate. I started to cry quietly. I hadn't cried in a long, long time. Tears rolled out of my eyes and slid down my face. Soaking the spots on my pillow where they landed. I stayed like this for a while. Slowly I fought over control of myself. Eventually I won out and I sat up, wiping my eyes as I did so. Sighing heavily I walked out the bedroom door toward the living room where, no doubt, Nari was waiting for me. I walked into the living room expecting to see her bundled in the blanket on my couch. Nothing. I looking in the kitchen, bathroom, and in desperation linen closet, but still nothing. I noticed the front door was unlocked.

"Fuck." I ran out the door shutting it behind me, but not locking it. Too much of a hurry. Where could she have gone? Shit, shit, shit. Wait. The clearing maybe she went there. I ran, full speed to the clearing where I had first told her the news of me being her new trainer. Getting there in record time I was drenched in sweat and panting heavily, but I saw her! There sitting in the middle of the clearing staring at the sky was Nari. I mostly caught my breath then slowly approached her. "Nari. What's going on?" I reached for her back, but thought better of it and retracted my hand. I got no answer from the tiny Ralts. A heavy silence settled over the clearing as we stayed there. Her sitting and staring at the sky and me hovering behind her, trying to catch my breath and wondering what to do. The sun was starting to set and I made the decision to sit down next to her. I slowly lowered my self to the ground wincing at the pain that shot through my side as I did so. We sat there for a long time, in complete silence just staring at the setting sun. Eventually I decided to lay down to alleviate the pressure on my side. Finally, as the sun disappeared behind the horizon for the day, Nari spoke.

"Nari isn't my name." Her voice startled me when it entered my mind. I had not been prepared to hear it for a while longer.

"It's not? What do I call you then?" Her statement had confused me and it took me a while to come up with an answer.

"I don't know. Nari isn't my name because I've never had a name. I had a trainer once, a long time ago, but he never gave me a name." She ended her sentence abruptly, obviously her other trainer is a sore subject. I chose to ignore it.

"So where did Nari come from?"

"I made it up. You kept calling me Ralts in your mind and I didn't like it. I wanted something more. Any kind of identity beyond what pokemon I am."

"Oh. Well I like it. If you don't mind I think I'll keep calling you Nari." She nodded in silent agreement.

"Thank you." She paused for a few moments. "I'm sorry I went into your bedroom. "

"It's ok."

"Will you tell me the story behind the ring?"

"Oh...I suppose so. Umm...it's pretty simple. I had a girlfriend and...I was going to ask her to marry me, but she's...not around anymore." I paused several times when telling her the story, mentally deciding how much to tell her as I did so. She was asking about the ring in my bedside table. It was a painful memory to be sure, but I saw no reason not to tell Nari the story...or at least most of it.

"She left you?"

"Something like that. It's not a story I exactly wanna relive." She again nodded and kept quiet.

"I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you already." She said after a while longer. I shrugged.

"It's not a big deal. You're adjusting to a new life. It's sort of understandable. I will ask you to stop throwing me though. It's starting to take a toll" Another nod, more silence. We stayed this way for about an hour. Staring at the night sky, watching stars pop into existence. Eventually Nari stood up. Well I say stood, her body floated upward a few feet and she extended her legs, lowering herself down to the ground. I shook my head silently wondering why she did things that way and slowly labored my way into a standing position. "Home?" I asked her, hoping she would say yes. It was getting chilly outside and I had not worn a jacket. She nodded silently and motion for me to lead the way. Even thought it was quite cold at this point the Ralts did not appear to be bothered by it. Her thick green fur was no doubt keeping her warm.

We arrived at my apartment in pitch darkness. I opened the front door and flipped on the living room light. Nari marched past me and jumped onto the couch, wrapping herself in the blanket and turning on the TV. I went to the kitchen and made two sandwiches, one for me and one for Nari. I made my way back into the living room and handed Nari her sandwich. She nodded in thanks, but kept her attention on the TV. I watched her intently as she took tiny bites out of the sandwich. It took her forever to eat anything because of how small her mouth is and what tiny bits she had to take.

"Is there anything else you wanna discuss?" She seemed to ponder this request for a moment before being distracted by something on the TV.

"Who's that?" She asked, pointing towards the TV. I look toward the TV and realized she was pointing at an ad for Giovanni Corp. products starring Giovanni himself.

"That's Giovanni. He owns and runs Giovanni Corp. They supply the electronics for just about all the regions. Big conglomerate sort of thing." My knowledge of the Giovanni Corp. was very little, but I saw no reason to not share what I could with Nari. Just then Nari turned to me with anger and hate in her eyes. I had seen her angry before of course, but nothing like this. Her eyes were a golden red, and seemed to shout at me with hate.

"I want to kill him."

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That is the end of Chapter two. This chapter is a little longer than the first one. I plan to have all the chapters be about this length. Sometimes they might be shorter, sometimes longer. It depends. As always feedback is appreciated and I hope you enjoyed.